I get home, open the door and practically scream. I swear, my life must be on repeat. I get home from soccer practice and see Santana sitting there. With my mom. In her Whoooo's Crazy 4 You? tank top. She looks a little sad this time though.
"Hi Alice! How was soccer?" Mom asks. I want Santana to know that I'm OK without her. So I lie.
"Great! Never better! I can't wait for the big tournament! We've been preparing like crazy. Oh, mom that reminds me. There's this girl, Julia Robinson, I really want her to come over! Can she?" I plaster a huge fake I'm-out-of-breath-but-happy smile on my face. I actually really dislike Julia Robinson because she's always chirping around me in her angelic little person way. She does want to come over though. A lot. She has for a while, but I always refused since she's so annoying. And Santana knows that I HATE Julia Robinson. She also knows that something has changed. Her smile fades into a frown.
"You hate Julia Robinson!" She points out as if I forgot. And she's right. But I don't want her to have that pleasure.
"Says who? I can like who I like, thank you very much!" I growl.
"I thought we were BFFs. Oh wait, you have new friends: Bella and Julia. You don't even care anymore!" Santana cried out.
"You shouldn't be talking, you have a whole new group of friends and don't even care about me. You never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever never ever talk to me. EVER! You're so caught up in you're stupid who likes who chit-chats that you don't even notice me! I've been waiting to hang out with you ever since we started school." I shouted. My mom's face was pale, very pale. She tried to interrupt but Santana started talking.
"Ever since we started school, I've wished that you'd be cool. I mean, what's cool about Bella? Her headband. You know what, Alice. I'm done, I'm sorry." Santana stood up, flipped her hair into my mom's face and left. Leaving behind an Alice on the verge of tears and a pale and surprised mom.